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I lost a one of a kind dog. I was blessed to have had a
black/tan Cocker Spaniel for almost 15 1/2 years. She was originally
named Anastasia by her breeder, Heidi Armour, but I renamed her Annie.
She was not in the show ring because she had a terrible overbite but she
made up for that by being a great competitor in the fly ball community.
She was a dependable little height dog for 10 years. This is a dog who
never played from the time I got her at 5 months old to the day I let
her cross the Rainbow Bridge. That in itself is a miracle. We traveled
to different states, she received titles and ribbons and in return got
to eat some great treats. She also did nursing home work for 9 years
where she loved to wear her many dresses, hats and scarves. She gave
great joy wherever she went. All she wanted in return was to be petted
and made a fuss over. She was a productive dog and a great little
companion. I will never forget her and what she gave me by being in my
life. I will think back to the many memories of her and the joy she
brought to my life. She was strong and lived life her way. She never
growled her whole life but if you did something that she didn't like she
would get even. I could always tell if something ticked her off. Run
free like when you were young.
